It was early one morning, I woke up feeling this ache in my legs again that put me in my usual grumpy mood. By the time I got downstairs in my soft and snuggly red bathrobe, Dad was at the table with his coffee and paper. He was a morning person since forever, and I definitely wasn't. I looked my best, felt my best and was most cheerful at night... Which was probably why Dad would always bring home a movie or game to play with me. He might have been a workaholic whenever he could manage, but he never passed up time to laugh and hang out with me.

" Dad? "

" What Mia? "

His brown eyes looked up passed those black glasses of his and he offered me a small smile. Maybe hoping I'd tell him what I wanted for breakfast before school rather than what I was about to say.

" I've got those cramps in my legs again, can I -please- stay home?" I put on this little pout. You know, the one that makes your eyes go all doe-y and bright. My lower lip slowly pouted out and I held my hands together in the innocent pleading sort of way.

" You really shouldn't be missing any more school. "

I nodded, as if feeling ashamed before he sighed softly himself, " Okay Mia. You can stay home today. But get that project done early so I don't feel like I'm letting you flunk. "

I hurried over as fast as my cramped legs could manage and I hugged him tight. My lips met his temple and I smooched him loudly. Inbetween the snuggly affection, I murmured how great a Dad he was. He really was great. It was a rare time he ever got loud with me, never hit me... He always seemed so extremely gentle when it came to me. But whatever, Dads were supposed to be like that!

Eventually, his coffee was done by the time I'd settled down to eat something and he was out the door as quick as Superman. His car engine sounded and off he rolled. I yawned a little as I slowly remembered I was still really tired, but I honestly didn't know why. Sometimes I got really horrible sleep. The kind where you sleep so deep but wake up exhausted still. Maybe it's low blood sugar or something.

It wasn't long before I scooted my way back up into my room. My bed was still warm and cozy when I climbed in beneath those covers and curled up as tight as I could. Naked as I was, the blankets made up for extreme heat that nearly had me purring as I laid there. Oh, man. My bed was so comfy. We'd just gotten me a new mattress since my single sized bed wasn't big enough for me. I wanted to sprawl out, so Dad got me a double and figured it'd be good for the size of my room. The four posts on the edges and the old style wooden headboard and footboard were classy. They were some weird specific victorian style or something like that. Expensive to buy, but they were hand-me-downs in our family.

The dark of my room was pretty soothing with the sunlight spilling in from the hallway. My eyes slowly drifted shut and I was back off to sleep like I'd never woken up. Kind of funny how groggy I felt. Oh well, I'd wake up before noon and it'd all be good. I'd get my project done, Dad would be appeased and all would be well in the world.

Boy, was I wrong.

When my eyes opened next, I nearly smacked myself. 11pm? I'd slept all day? A soft groan slipped from my lips as I flopped out of bed with one of my warm blankets around me. Dad probably came home and left me to sleep so he didn't have to deal with me. I shook my head just a little as I wandered out of my room towards the bathroom at first before I stopped when I heard noises. With a little turn of my head, I was looking at my dad's mostly closed door and blinked when I realized it -was- nearly closed... Dad never closed his door.

With a few silent steps I was peeking through the crack of it. The Hall light was off, so it didn't honestly matter. Yet, I spotted something rather crazy. On the small tv screen where he watched the weather in the morning, was a young girl bent over a bed. Her hands were bound by handcuffs and she looked like she was getting humped pretty hard. The 'film' looked amateur, but I was still surprised to know my dad had porn on at all.... The TV was kind of loud too. So, I leaned a little to peek in and around for my Dad, but he wasn't on the bed.

" Dad? "

It was kind of stupid to bug him if he was taking care of himself, but I could just claim the tv woke me up and I thought something was wrong. Yeah. My foot nudged the door just a little before the front of my blanket was snatched and I was yanked in like I weighed ten pounds at best. The door shut behind me just as the tv was shut off, leaving the room in sudden blackness. I heard a click, and I felt like I was standing alone there, clutching my blanket as I felt my heart pick up a little. I hadn't -seen- anybody in the room. Who grabbed me?

I didn't have a chance to ask. My lips parted a little only to be pressed on by another pair. A tongue invaded into my mouth and curled around my own tongue. I nearly squeaked in surprise before I felt a strong hand rip off my blanket. I pulled my head back, attempting to get a breath to scream but as I did, I was spun around and pushed onto my father's bed which felt like it was turned down. My arms were painfully pulled behind me and held with one muscular hand before the click of metal sounded.... Handcuffs? Where the hell did Handcuffs come from in -this- house?

" What are you doing? Let me go! "

Something was placed over my eyes, a blindfold maybe... Maybe even one of those sexy ones they had in fetish pornography. But it held tight to my head, like it was just -perfect- for my head. It kind of reminded me of the hat-feeling I had in some of my dreams lately where I could never remember what I was doing... but I remembered a hat! I think.

Whoever just bound me up, wasn't talking. I felt two muscular hands grab me and turn me around again, pushing me onto my knees with my hands behind my back and facing some unknown direction. I stayed there a moment, kind of scared really to think why I was naked, kneeling bound and not with a voice atleast yelling at me for some psychotic reason. I felt a hand grip my jaw and pry my mouth open with a thumb. I had the urge to bite, but soon felt something spongey press against my lips, even play over them. My current 'Keeper' seemed to breathe in... So I didn't quite wound the jerk yet.

Instead, with my hesitancy, that spongey warm piece of whatever pushed into my mouth and it didn't take me long to realize what it was. A cockhead, plush in size and heated up with horned up blood rubbed against the back of my throat in no time at all. My tongue squirmed and I gagged a moment, only to feel that cock hold still... Maybe letting me get used to it. A minute or so, I got over the lurch in my throat only to feel that hot cock start sliding back and forth in my mouth. A strong hand on my head and one at the back of my neck pulled me into him so gently but slid me back when he was retreating.

Then I heard a voice, a whisper kind of. Soft, gentle, fatherly.

" Princess. Suck on it. "

I nearly gagged again. Princess? My Dad called me that! Yet, when I tried to pull back he rammed down my throat and nearly scared me to death. With another near gag, I gulped. My father had his cock rammed in my mouth? He's the one who was slowly skull fucking me? I... didn't know what to think.

" Come on, Princess. Don't leave me wanting. "

His voice was so soft though. Maybe something different kicked into me when my tongue moved. It touched just a little over his vein covered shaft before my mouth settled to just slowly sucking on him. Light movements that made the muscles in my mouth and tongue move slowly as I did. He let out another soft breath, soon setting to raping my mouth again... Well, maybe not raping. He just seemed so content to push his large cockhead deep into my throat without quite making me hurt.

My tongue would round the underside of his cock as he panted softly and moaned. When he began to push and pull quicker, I'd suck on him a little harder. It was almost like rewarding him. Yet, as I kneeled there, bound and sightless, I felt a little twitch in my cunt that caused me to push my thighs together a little desperately... This was turning me on? Yes, it was... I felt a little throb soon after that made me wince. How could this be turning me on?

He must have noticed my legs move, because I felt him slowly stop before that voice picked up once more.

" Getting a little warm? That's alright. I'm going to give your jaw a rest. "

His hands left my head and neck as he pulled out of my mouth. I felt suddenly like breathing was the easiest thing in the world when that cock was out... But I felt trailing saliva clinging to my lips and very likely the head of his cock. My tongue moved to wipe it away, only to lick the tip of that cockhead which hadn't gone very far. I jumped a little, surprised it was still so close. Was he standing that near to me?

Eventually, I felt strong arms slip under mine. With an easy motion I was tugged up and on my feet. A little shiver rolled up my spine as I stood there, naked and stuck. That feeling of someone watching me kind of tingled over my skin before I felt myself falling again. I nearly caught my feet, only to end up on my back on the bed. My wrists immediately stung with pain as those handcuffs dug into my wrists and up against my back. It made me whimper, but my father's lips were on mine again.

His tongue slipped inside with a much more svelt intention. The tip of his tongue seemed to explore my mouth before curling around mine to suck softly upon it. His head tilted as needed to mold his lips to mine... and I almost didn't feel gentle fingertips running over the insides of my thighs. The gentle touch was nice, smooth and sweet on my nerves only until my thighs were forced apart. He seemed intent on balance gentility with harshness as I felt him snuggle his way up against me tight.

I can't describe the fear that tugged into my chest as I felt that saliva covered cockhead press to my cunt... It was probably just as scary when he pushed his way in hard to pin me there with that very same organ that had just raped my mouth. I tried to protest, but his mouth just pressed to mine harder. The sounds of him thrusting against me soon filled my ears. The soft thud of flesh on flesh as his cock began to plow his way in and out of my inexperienced, but not virginal cunt.

" Oh, Princess. You don't know how amazing you feel... I'm so used to you being unconscious, but you're tighter when you're awake."

" ... w-What? "

Suddenly, the kinky dreams I'd had sometimes didn't seem so dream-like. An aching cunt, aching legs. I'd end up with sore spots after just sleeping the night before and I could never understand why. I assumed I just flailed and moved in my sleep but... that rational explanation now seemed like a big mental lie.

" You... raped me in my sleep? "

My jaw was kind of loose at that point, unable to hold back the shock from that fact. My loving father had his way with me when I was out of it?

I soon felt his lips close around my right nipple, biting it softly before sucking on it like my skin tasted better than sugar. His tongue slathered over my breast, wettening it before leaving it to the colder air as he attacked my other. My question left unanswered even as he continued to thrust into me. The wet squishing sounds as his cock was massaged and gripped by my cunt that he knew much better than I ever could have thought. The tip of his cockhead reached far into me, maybe hitting a little too hard as his more forceful thrusts pushed him just a little into my poor cervix...

" D-Daddy! Don't do that! "

He let out a low groan when I said that and pushed harder against me. It made my stomach tighten from the pain, and my cunt reacted just the same. A vice-like squeeze that made him wrap his arms around my arched out torso as I felt a new lava-hot wetness in my cunt. He filled me up entirely and far too deep for me to be anywhere near comfort level.

My eyes were left a little wide under that blindfold. His cock slowly slid from my wet insides. A small trail of liquid slid down between my thighs as he squirmed us both into the center of his large bed and nestled his face against my neck. I couldn't believe what just happened, even as those handcuffs came off and he pulled that blindfold from my eyes to look down at me with a smile I'd never forget. His lips softly pressing to the corner of mine before he whispered softly.

" You're such a Beautiful Porn Slut, Mia. "

It wasn't just that I was lonely. I'd lay in bed at night, hearing the squeaking of my parents' bed as they moaned and groaned in sexual contentment. Well, I was adopted so they weren't my parents by blood but they were the only parents I ever knew so I loved them just as any kid loved their parents. When they'd gasp and fuck at night, I'd lay there in bed simply listening and thinking to myself, "Why can't I have that?"

Now, I'm not an ugly girl. I've got hazel eyes, dark shoulder-length hair and the 'punk' look. Dark eye make up, crazy clothing and a certain self-confidence. I was hot in my own way, even if I wasn't rail thin with double-d tits. I had breasts, damnit. My b's grew to c's in the last year and I looked damn fucking good in my black bra. I'd spend some nights naked, looking at myself in the mirror. Tilting my head this way and that as I'd grope a breast and flick a nipple just to watch myself. Even if a guy didn't find me drop dead gorgeous, I had the hormones of a slut. Some nights all I did was masturbate away to porn and dream of naughty, dirty things that only my dream guy (or girl) could give me.

So, eventually it came down to me wanting to know. Was I bi? Was I straight? Was I asexual because I couldn't get laid?

It was a late night in December. I'd come home after the movies with some friends and scooted my way down the hall. I had my trendy jeans on, a black t-shirt and a zip up hoodie. I left my boots at the front door and brushed some snow out of my black hair as I wandered towards my parents' room. And there she was, naked.

Marie was sitting at her vanity, doing her hair or something... But I came in and flopped on the messy king-size bed and watched her. She smiled that pretty smile into the mirror at me and quirked her head as she spoke up.

" Had fun at the movies? "

" Yeah," was my honest reply. But I still didn't know what was going on in my head. So I shifted and flopped my legs over the side of her bed as I looked at her there and murmured softly when my gaze travelled to the floor. " Marie? I've been thinking lately... "

" Yeah? "

" I think I might be bisexual but... I don't really know. "

She sat there a moment, silently watching me as I had a slightly embarassed feel to me. Before I knew it though she was standing in front of me and lifted my head to look up at her before offering me this... motherly smile. It was more than just motherly, it seemed knowing. Though, right level with my face was one of her d sized breasts. Yes, she had bigger tits than me, but I was about as envious as I wasn't. Her nipples were pinker than mine, maybe a little smaller areoli too but her nipples looked harder than rock for the moment.

" Well, how can my Darling little girl know until she's been with a girl? "

" I kind of have but, it wasn't that hardco-... "

I didn't get to finish my sentence. Her nipple was pressed into my mouth, my lips wrapped around her warm skin and I just kind of blinked. Was this how babies felt? A big pillow shoved in your mouth meant to feed you? I felt her fingers curl into my hair and tug me close, keeping me there... Curiosity kind of took over, and I brushed my tongue smoothly over that hard nipple. She shivered, which was kind of cool... So I did it again. My head turned just a twitch as I flattened my tongue and worked over that nipple warmly. Hazel eyes closing as I almost heard her purr while I sat there and I played with her as much as she played with me before I heard her whisper.

" Suck on it, Darling. Please? You're being so sweet. "

How could I argue? I firmed my lips to her breast and began to suck. Slow motions, soft with little noises when my lips would manage to separate from her flesh. Marie squirmed as she stood before I felt her pushing me backwards, soon laying over me as my hands moved to her slimmer waist and she 'fed' me her tit. Her moans were soft and gentle as I changed between licking and suckling on her like she was suddenly my mother again while I was the infant. I had to admit, it was fucking hot... and I felt tingly on the insides out as I got wetter. She panted softly now and again before mumbling something about me being over-dressed... I honestly didn't pay attention until she pulled that breast away.

" Come on, Lisa. Pull off those clothes. I'm going to return the favor. "

She sat alongside me, idly playing with those breasts as I sat up to tug off my hoodie... then my t-shirt, jeans and tossed them to the floor. I was left in my favorite black bra and a pair of black bikini-cut panties. I liked comfort over thongs, I'd rather just go naked than wear one of those dumb things. I felt her hands slide around me, and I almost thought it was for a hug before she tugged the hooks on my bra apart and tossed it aside. Left in panties where she was naked as she cooed and lifted a hand to give my left breast a soft, loving squeeze before leaning in to gently kiss my lips.

I was hesitant at first. It was kind of like a new reality as we sat there, seeming kind of innocent before her tongue pushed it's way into my mouth. I wasn't going to fight her. I felt her tongue flick mine, and my tongue responded with certain affection. My hands lifted to rub down her arms. I wanted to go back to licking her nipple, sucking on it. It made her kind of helpless and I liked it about as much as I liked her grabbing at me.

Then I felt something else. A warm body slid up behind me. Something hard pressing to my lower back even against the back of my panties as I felt a hand brush aside my hair and lips lock on my ear. I groaned a little, trying to pull back from Marie's kiss only to end up feeling a tongue brushing over my ear. It was sensitive, beyond belief... and this sneaky assailant knew how to tease it. A third hand snuck up to grope my other breast before a strong hand found it's way down into my panties. Strong fingers pressing to my clit and it made me lurch right into the touch. Those fingers must have felt how wet I was because I soon heard a voice so familiar.

" Marie? I think Lisa needs some affection, don't you? "

A slender hand snuck down into my panties as well. Marie's lips leaving mine as I was pinned between the two... and it silently dawned on me that my Father, Jake was the owner of those strong fingers. I nearly shivered, unable to find what words to match the situation since I'd been making out with my mother and my father had come out of nowhere.

" Mmm. I think she does. "

Did I have no say? I felt Jake lean back, pulling me atop him as Marie tugged down my panties and pulled them right off. Naked right there with my father's cock snuggled up between my ass cheeks in a good ways towards the middle of that kingsize bed. He kissed at my neck, making me pant just a little before I felt Marie's hand brush her fingertips over my hot little clit, flicking it just a little to make me spasm and whine a little softly.

" Aww. Our poor baby's horny. "

Her tone was playful, patronizing even as she climbed atop of me. Jake was a strong man, muscled... bulky even... He could handle the two of us ontop no problem. But I felt Marie push my legs apart, and she settled her own between mine and his as his cock slipped from my asscheeks. That soft but hot cockhead slid up my wet virgin slit before I was 'nestled' to the shaft of his long cock and he pushed up into Marie. The motion itself, ground him against my needy cunt and caused me to shudder softly.

" Don't worry, Baby. Marie'll lube me up thoroughly before I try to get into you. You still a virgin Lisa? "

" Y-yes. "

I uttered out softly, trying to half-figure out what was going on and half-realize that my parents were molesting me... and I liked it. Marie moaned and bounced on him as he thrusted. The movement still grinding against me as Marie held my legs apart with her body so Jake got good access to my sensitive bits. I was wet... So god damned wet. Just thinking he was going to break me and fuck me with that cock.

It was a short enough time before Marie moaned like a bitch in heat and shuddered visably. She shifted from Jake's cock and rubbed it warmly over my slit... It was slimy almost, but not as wet as my cunt already was from waiting and worrying. I felt Jake's tongue lick over my cheek before he whispered adoringly.

" Should we put you in a more romantic position, Baby? I want your first time to be comfortable... "

I didn't even have the chance to nod before I was on my back. Nestled against the massive pillows of that bed with Jake between my legs and Marie laying beside us. He propped up one of my legs and shuffled aside the other. Marie's hand soon holding that leg in place as he pressed his massive cockhead to my poor unstretched slit. He leaned in, pressing little kisses to my breasts then up my neck to kiss my chin, nose then lips. The smile on his face was almost Devilish as he glanced down and pushed in.

It fucking hurt so bad. I jerked, but Marie held my leg and brushed her nails through my hair to calm me down. I felt like he was tearing me, the sharpest pain I've ever felt before he thrusted hard and broke me in that instant. It stung, but faded slowly as he rested fully to the hilt in me and just smiled. It seemed like a dominant smile... Like he'd won some grand prize as one of those strong hands moved to Marie's lips. She sucked his fingers in, putting on this show of licking them and getting them all wet before he placed them to my clit and rubbed in slow circles... It made me gasp and pant. I felt my sore cunt muscles squeeze him as he did and he let out a soft pleasured grunt when it happened.

" I tell you Marie... Lisa's tighter than we'd betted on. I don't think I'll last long. "

" Look at the blush on her face! She won't last long either. "

He soon began to move, thrusting into me slow but hard. I felt my body bounce a little as Marie leaned in and turned my head to kiss me once more. Her lips on mine, hard and needy as we started up that sexual kiss once more. My tongue this time curling tight to her's as I moaned. His cock plowed into my recently virginal cunt like it belonged there. The bumps and ridges making my insides quiver as he'd pull and push back and forth. I could barely believe how wet it felt like I was getting. The lowest points of my ass cheeks were soaked from me getting him wet and him pumping against me.

The softly audible sound of his nutsac bumping against me as he lifted his free hand to grab the headboard of that regal bed. He began to thrust harder. His voice taking on a grunting growly tone that made me want to purr in submission. Jake's panting was hot. Gruff, angry and powerful even as he continued to torment my clit with faster circling rubbing. My hips would buck even under the force of his thrusts. I knew I'd be sore in the morning but there wasn't anything I could think on doing to prevent it.

It wasn't long at all before I felt a wave of heat tear through my body and leave me shaking. I was softly sweaty, tired and had to pull my lips from Marie entirely to gasp. My cunt muscles tightened hard, almost refusing to let Jake move before he pulled out fast and cummed. His lava-hot spunk landing all over my tummy and tits as Marie bent her head down to lick and lap it up hungrily like it was her meal to steal. My head swam and I felt Jake lean in to kiss me hard. A passionate kiss, loving in a not-so-fatherly way as he shifted to lay on my other side so I was sandwiched between him and Marie once more when she was done 'cleaning' me up.

I didn't remember anything else that went on. My eyes fluttered shut and I felt so tired as I heard them both whisper and snuggle in. Jake's cock still half-mast as he nestled into my butt again and Marie snuggled her arms around me while he hugged us both. I almost felt a little trapped between them as passing words about them having waited forever and me being such a beautiful little slut. Things obviously wouldn't be the same around my house. The wet sticky feeling between my thighs told me so.